Grab a book and go back to bed, Perkins! The computer will not make you sleepy.

I tried, for almost an hour, but then gave up, after being Ozzied for most of that time.

My sleeps got Perkinized. Went to bed at 11, fell asleep relatively quickly. Been up since just before 4. The heck?

I mean, I've been known to have a lot of *issues* with sleep, but this was never my main problem.

I am trying again.

Must be something in the air. Went to bed a midnight and was up at six. Granted, that's pretty much my weekday schedule, but this is NOT a weekday, dammit.

I WANTED to crawl into bed at 9. SO glad I forced myself to stay up later.

I could have slept more, and tried to go back to sleep, but kept thinking about Things, so I got up and went to Starbucks. I never go there, but realized I have a gift card I bought for someone who told me she hates Starbucks before I gave it to her. So anyway, I got one of their new egg sandwiches, and it was quite delicious.

I slept in and then went to walmart and bought some shelving and storage bins because I am going to get my basement in shape!

Now I am off to see a Canadian movie starring Pacey.

Timelies all!

Tried to sleep in, but a certain four-legged resident decided she wanted something (food, attention, I don't know) at 7.

Have karated and are now mcd-ing, next up, homework the off somewhere with another family. I may have date next weekend. Ummmm

Later today, more homework, some cartoons, and I need to do laundry and get two bags of donations ready to go.

I like Sue's Oz stories, but I am pleased that my cats are more interested in playing with the needles while I'm knitting than absconding with my yarn.

I slept in for two hours! It was lovely and then I made scrambled eggs and toast and managed to time them to be finished at the same time! But, alas, I then stepped on a tiny shard of glass - thus ruining a perfectly lovely morning.

I was able to get the glass out of my heel (how I know it was glass) and put some antibiotic stuff on it and am now wearing a very thick sock on that foot.

Ow, sumi.

I'm getting ready to head over to Kernersville and sell my dad's car back to the dealer. Or, rather, pay them to take it off my hands, as no one in the family wants to assume the payments. Luckily Dad had enough money in his account to cover the difference between what he owed and what the car is worth.

There is a tv at the mcd and there is a cartoon on with vendetta and charlotte. I think I love it.